tarnish

Today officially sucked fucking ass. It started out great. Nice and lazy. Then we got dressed and ready to go to Derek's mom's house to take care of invitations and to do laundry, as we're walking to the car I noticed broken glass(it didn't connect), I notice the window has no glass in it( no connection) looking inside at the bent and deformed dash(connection). "Holy shit Dude, someone broke into the car and stole your fucking stereo!!" Boom, blow to the chest. instant anger and desire to fucking destroy.

I know it was someone in those ghetto appartments at the end of the block. This neighborhood is perfect in spite of it. The cops knew it, the lady who's house it happened right in front of knew it. And there is nothing at all we can do about it, short of burning the place to the ground(which I've wanted to do since I first came here). I don't steal from people, I know the kind of people that do, and I hate them. Sadly, knowing that their festering being will rot in a burning, blistering inferno of an eternity, just isn't the satisfaction I need. My hatred of the human race has been renewed.

And to top it off, they stole my fucking sarah mclachlan CD.

I need some SG love guys, please, bring it on. Also, go over to DerekTheReds journal and give him your love as well. It was after all, his car and his stereo.

woah, everyone...don't all comment at once.